be here''. she led Annabeth and Hazel to the lunch room. It was empty. Hazel sat down. ''What makes you so bliss less? It's clearly Sometimes… I'm juggling a lot of stories now. I hope this doesn't turn out too short. It is my eighth story. So that is why this is a one shot.
''Mornin' all.'' Six year old Annabeth walked into her classroom dressed like a total cowgirl. Boots and a hat with jeans and a shirt. She wasn't expecting this. ''Annabeth, honey dress-up day is tomorrow. You were so keen, you forgot!'' it was a sarcastic teacher. The students giggled and chuckled. Annabeth flushed a deep red. Even Percy and his gang with Jason, Leo and Frank was laughing. Nobody wants to be on their bad side. But it was much more than that. More than just be in Percy's gang or be respectable or be on Miss. Abrams good side. Much, much more. Annabeth excused herself. She ran to the toilets and let it rip. There was a soft knocking on the door. ''Annabeth? You OK?'' Annabeth took in a gulp and a few deep breaths. She opened the stall door. It was Piper, the prettiest girl in class. Hazel, another girl, rated fourth on the beauty chart was standing behind her holding loo roll. ''wipe those tears up'' she said, mopping Annabeth's eyes. Piper snatched Annabeths hand. ''We're talkin' about this. no one will not that you are getting love for dressing a day early, but who cares? It's more than that''. Annabeth nodded. ''my stepmom said the day was tomorrow. She was right'' Piper nodded. ''I know what it feels like''
Since that day, the girls were never seen apart. Not when they were in school. Not when they were in middle or high school. Or when they were young parents. Right till the day they were on their deathbeds.
Sometimes, a tragedy gives you a life, a reason worth living. Even if it is getting to a party early or not coming top of the class.
It's short and it's rubbish but you are reading it anyway
Sensitivity: Internal & Restricted